In my junior year of high school, this guy asked me to a date. He picked up a Redbox movie and cooked a pizza. We were watching the movie as the oven buzzed so the pizza was finished. He stared at me and said, “This is the worst part.” I then saw him open the oven and pull the pizza out with his naked hands, including the rack, screaming at the top of his lungs. We never had a second date.